I earned 100 million Galleons at Hogwarts

Chapter 149 Maybe We Are Wizards

"Harry Potter, our hero!"

The Gryffindor students shouted passionately.

"Professor, our college has the highest score now, shouldn't the decoration of the auditorium be changed?"

Gryffindor apparently also had students who were better at maths, and they loudly suggested to Dumbledore.

The other Gryffindor students reacted one after another, and started the second round of cheering.

Some students even stood on tables and chairs and shouted.

Among them, Fred and George are the most striking.

They jumped up, jumped onto the table, held hands, and tap danced.

The atmosphere at the Ravenclaw table not far away was even more oppressive.

Some students even see tears from the corners of their eyes, sobbing silently.

Dumbledore looked at the cheering Gryffindor, and then at Ravenclaw shrouded in dark clouds.

A look of hesitation flashed across his face.

Now, for the first time, the Gryffindor students had built up their approval for Harry.

If John's score continues to be announced, the fragile monument that has just been established is likely to be destroyed by him.

But if you don't announce
Dumbledore's gaze swept across Ravenclaw's long table, and found the figure staring straight at him.

Sometimes life likes to play a joke on you.
Dumbledore raised the corners of his eyes that slipped from the bridge of his nose, and said loudly: "Finally, I will announce a reward for one person!"

The auditorium gradually fell silent, and the Gryffindor students stood on tiptoes, looking around non-stop, guessing which hero they still had.

"Although he didn't face the enemy directly, but with his own wisdom, he speculated that someone would steal the Philosopher's Stone at the last moment when everyone was relaxing." Dumbledore said, "and he also passed the news to the his friends."

"It's John!" Ron exclaimed proudly. Except for a few of them, almost no one knew the news. "It was John Brock of Ravenclaw who wrote to us. To be honest, I hardly hesitated at the time." I chose to believe him, otherwise we would have no time to stop that thief!"

Hermione curled her lips, trying to expose Ron aloud.

Ron was the only one yelling that this was Fred and George's stupid prank again!
They should just treat it like toilet paper to wipe their ass, throw it in the toilet, press the valve, and ignore it.

Fortunately, she and Harry firmly believed in John, which saved the Philosopher's Stone.

But just as Hermione opened her mouth, Ravenclaw's applause sounded like a nuclear bomb explosion,
Hermione felt like her eardrums were about to burst
"Quiet, quiet!" Penello shouted loudly, "Everyone be quiet, let Professor Dumbledore finish!"

She prayed in her heart that Professor Dumbledore would give John more points.

If they only add ten or twenty points, they still can't beat Gryffindor.

Dumbledore cast a thankful look at Penello, and he continued: "And the most important thing is that he carved the magic runes in the room on the fourth floor in advance, successfully delayed the thief's footsteps, and won for both Harry and me. Enough time!"

"So I'll give it to him." Dumbledore took a big breath, satisfying everyone's appetite, "Also plus a hundred points!"

The long table of Ravenclaw was suddenly quiet for a second, and then, like roaring fighter jets, there were continuous shouts.

"Great!" Davis hugged John fiercely, "The College Cup is still ours!"

John felt that his neck was about to be strangled, the air was blocked out, and his internal organs were protesting against him.

When he was about to suffocate, John used all his strength to break free from Davis' embrace.

But before he could catch his breath, Jason next to him hugged him like a giant bear.

Save, save, save me.
John tapped the tabletop, trying to get someone's attention.

But everyone else thought he was clapping the table to celebrate, and started clapping in John's rhythm.

Ravenclaw gradually formed a unified and orderly cheer, as if they had arrived at the scene of the concert.

Desperation appeared in John's heart, and he felt that his life might not be long.

But that's fine, he might become a Ravenclaw, oh no, a Hogwarts legend!
Students who died during the Academy Cup celebration!

It's time to make a little adaptation and publicize it!
Those freshmen who don't know the situation will definitely sigh with emotion when the time comes,
"The great John Bullock loved Ravenclaw so much that he even gave his life for the house to win the house cup! We should learn from him, pay tribute to him, and set a monument for him!"

But when John was about to die generously and the whites of his eyes slowly rolled up, Penello finally realized something was wrong.

With a cry of surprise, she pushed Jason's arm away with both hands.

"John, John, are you all right?"

Davis on the side hurriedly caught the limp John and shouted anxiously.

"Senior Penelope." John tried to open his mouth and said with difficulty, "Get rid of the two of them, I don't want to see them again for the rest of my life!"

"Got it, got it." Penello finished speaking softly with her head down, and when she raised her head, she instantly turned into a tigress, and she roared angrily, "Get out of here, you two, as far as you can get away !"

Ravenclaw's celebration was also suppressed by her roar, and the entire auditorium fell into a dead silence.

Several students around looked at Penello cautiously with scared eyes.

They had never seen such a horrible face of their beloved prefect.

Penello's face was stained with a blush, and he smiled embarrassedly at everyone.

Then he gave Davis and Jason a murderous look.

The Adam's apples of the two Davis slipped, and a loud grunt was made at the same time. They turned around in a hurry and ran away as if fleeing for their lives.

"John, are you okay?" Penello leaned over and asked with concern.

"fine."

John lay on the table and waved his hands weakly, enjoying the tranquility of the rest of his life.

After this odd interlude, Ravenclaw's cheering gradually became less frenzied.

The auditorium was back under Dumbledore's control, and plates of delicacies filled the empty tables.

A few days later, the recovered John and Dennis boarded the Hogwarts Express empty-handed.

Harry and Ron stood panting in the corridor, leaning on two large boxes to rest.

"I envy you all!" said Ron, "I'm almost crushed to death by this damn box!"

"Let me think about it, maybe there is a possibility, I just said it is possible, we are wizards, we can use magic spells to help us work." John said with a smile, "For example, the floating spell, it can make your boxes float , lighten your burden!"

Harry and Ron blinked and froze in place, as if they were silently mourning for their IQ.

John smiled and staggered the two, and found Fred and George in the car.

The two of them were excitedly talking to Shana in the private room.

They both jumped up with joy when they saw John.

"John, we passed our exam, no D's, and no dreaded T's, and our vacation is going to be bright!"

(End of this chapter)